Human doctors perform autopsies, thus delaying burial, in order to learn more about the causes of death.’ ‘You’re right, but autopsies are far m...re successful than necromancy, and they don’t benefit just the doctor. For example, if somebody is murdered, the autopsy proves that and points to the murderer, it prevents him from gaining from the murder and ensures him punishment. Autopsies may avenge unjust death – they don’t just satisfy the doctor’s scientific curiosity.’ ‘Organ transplant is a. Almost as soon as I finish doing this, a little light filters into the room, maybe from a door. A shadow passes through the light before it vanishes again, leaving the room in complete blackness. I hear faint footsteps around the room and a soft sigh every few seconds from a different female mouth. I puzzle over this as I hear it, until I feel something rub over the lips of my bare, exposed pussy. I gasp at the sudden intrusion and understand what had happened. This had happened to the other. I thought about her freckles, glasses, and braces. The only thing that kept her from being a nerd was her muscles. Her gigantic muscles. We could hear the clanking of weights as we approached the weight room. If we were lucky she would be laying down on the bench, and we could attack before she got a chance to stand up.We were not lucky.Becky was on the squat rack, squatting 800 pounds. We filed in with masks on and bats in our hands, but Becky didn’t stop. “ten, eleven, twelve,” she counted,. “Yes Master. I do.” “Good. How many lashes do you think are appropriate number your being disrespectful to me, Taliya?” This could be a trick question. Too little and he could punish me for trying to get off too easily. Too much and I could be confined to bed for a few days. Taking a deep breath I replied. “Twenty lashes, Master. If that meet your approval, Sir.” Nothing was said for a moment. I hoped I hadn’t sold my punishment short. Master had an amused look on his face. “Well, I.